Amateur First-time Encounters: Nervous And Eager Performances

Mr Hussain continued to stare at me, I could see he was looking at my chest, it turned me on that he was clearly wanting a piece of what his sons had been helping themselves to for months but surely he wouldn’t dream of doing anything now?, Certainly not while his own wife was standing a couple of metres away in my hallway. Now as Arshad was standing right in front of me, the bulge in his trousers was obvious. Mr Hussain reached the top of the stairs first, an unattractive overweight Pakistani man he stood at around 5,5 tall, grey jumper and jeans, with jet black short hair and a dark bushy beard. Now gripping my hips tightly, Arshad quietly pushed me over to the couch, my big tits and ass shaking as we moved, my floor board creaked and we both turned again to check the door, On the couch, bent over on my knees I turned around and mouthed to Arshad quietly “what.